Chen Xun said nothing.
Big Black Ox made no further sound either.
A man and an ox walked over from the edge of the universe, just like that.
Yet at that moment, they made the entire two hundred billion years of Immortal Dao history-
Seem impossibly thin and insubstantial.
They had changed so much. Even their appearances had changed beyond recognition.
Once, becoming a True Immortal had been the end of cultivation.
A True Immortal.
Commanded a Dao.
Ruled a realm.
As long as their lifespan had not ended and a single thread of karma remained between heaven and earth, they could resurrect endlessly from the River of Time.
Deathless.
Imperishable.
Immortal.
This had been an iron law, never broken throughout the ages.
Now, however, that iron law lost its meaning for the first time.
Because the place where Chen Xun stood.
Was no longer within the Great Dao, but above it.
True Immortals commanded the Great Dao.
But he.
Was rewriting it.
Boom-
Deep within the void, an incomprehensible scene quietly unfolded.
A remnant of karma belonging to a True Immortal who had fallen in an ancient epoch was naturally drawn forth by time, destined to resurrect in some era.
Yet-
When that thread of karma came within ten thousand zhang of Chen Xun.
It simply vanished.
At that moment.
The great Dao rules briefly fell into disorder.
Karma was no longer absolute.
True Immortals were imperishable because they remained within the system of karma.
But Chen Xun had already stepped beyond that system of the Immortal Dao.
He did not sever karma.
He rendered karma ineffective.
This was the first heavenly chasm separating him from True Immortals.
Beyond karma.
But this was only the beginning.
More terrifying still-
True Immortals needed the Great Dao to sustain their existence.